1521 5 6
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beckoning with citrus streaks blue cobbled streets/and stuccos lit with gold lamps guide strollers here/to Place du Forum in Arles and this café . . .
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152011
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Every day, I write myself further away
From the East
Where we began
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152021
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Anatoly Gringovitch sat in the police car returning him to the Opera House.
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152043
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Philosophy: a muscular exercise of throat, jaw, tongue, and brain.
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152085
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1520109
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After becoming single at age 62, I joined an online dating site. After a year of perusing profiles and meeting men for coffee, staying single is starting to look better and better to me. But I've stayed on the site, in part for the pure enjoyment of…
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152031
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No excerpts for you. Next!
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152011
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While Leif was still very young, his emotions were very easy to read, for they appeared on his parchment coloured skin, named in his mother's writing. When he was seventeen, Leif fell in love. She was a pretty maid, one of the college servants who kept his…
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1520108
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One day, my feet and hands got into an argument. My feet argued that they were superior because they were not only the foundation of my body, but the cause of its mobility. They were modest in size, yet supported and transported an entire body that towered over them.…
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152042
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The rain is filling up my shoes,
I can’t see
through my glasses,
Rain all inside me.
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152032
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My pain is a black pearl hidden in a clean shell.
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152072
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This is what it is to feel yourself forget.
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152041
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I'm in the boardroom, downtown in San Francisco. I don't even remember showing up for work today. I hope they fire me, just like they fired Bill. Well not exactly like that, that was awful. He was caught downloading a phenomenal amount of…
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152000
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I play in the dirt with cattle bones
while Mother rattles the sky.
She tells me I have my fathers eyes.
The words come through bloody fissures in her lips.
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152044
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You are in a car speeding through Dublin towards the West year after year the journey uncoils past the same landmarks Kilmainham Jail strapped to a chair bullet to the brain on by the Rowntree Mackintosh factory where the black and yellow and orange and r
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152064
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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152088
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I attended the burial of our affair when I found the notebook-maybe it should be called her diary-she had foolishly forgotten, leaving it on the deck of my beach house where she stayed while I was on that short trip to Chicago and I was numbed at first, unsure how to…
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152055
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This was not the bar that the artist usually frequented.
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152055
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where will we be/ when it happens?
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152087
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I love Hooters. Best cheese steak in town in my opinion.
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152073
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At last, we learn if Blow has the cojones to fight.
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151996
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They make you work
For your pizza in Italy
You have to slice it yourself
While wearing a gas mask
To ward off the cigarette smoke
From every neighboring table
While chasing away the
Mosquitos and the pigeons
The flies and the gypsy r
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1519107
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Once you descend, the third rail/
hums its invitation
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151998
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6. to register for the draft
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151985
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Perhaps my grandparents, Fred and Lela, when they were growing up....
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151931
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ghosts of the previous owners who leave a trail of whispers
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151988
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Able to search through centuries, I click, scribble, skim,resurrect wet stone walls, the smell of burning peat.Bob's your uncle; Peggy's your aunt.Name your family, child. My brother said helloto Uncle Shirley and Aunt Greg. I was more…
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151932
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"Sometimes things just don’t go as planned. It doesn’t mean anyone is to blame - It just is."
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151931
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I just amuse myself by buying old guns and refurbishing them in my basement as I listen to old Bohemian polkas on cassettes.
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151921
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I came to a field where, scattered around, were quite a few men digging holes
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